One day
Things will be different.
I won’t be the guy
That’s lost in the crowd,
That can’t even say hi.

One day
Things will be better.
Maybe my arms
Won’t be around you.
But you’ll be there to disarm
The fears I struggle through.
We’ll hold each other up
When life tries to push us down.

One day
We’ll look back together
And know we were both better
Because we had each other.